The Female Pirates of Hogwarts
Chapter Six
Ginny knew enough to know her adversaries were playing with her. Part of her had expected the new pirates to declare themselves. But that was just silly, she realized now. No, she was going to have to do this the old fashioned way.
Luna was pretty relaxed about all of this. All things considered, GInny supposed she shouldn't be terribly surprised by that. Luna was pretty easy going by nature. Hermione was taking this all almost personally. Ginny figured it had something to do with showing up Ron and Romilda. Then again, Hermione was pretty competetive by nature.
Parvati was mildly concerned but she seemed more upset that anyone else would dare become a pirate on their lake.
No, Ginny could see she was mostly going to have to do this whole spying thing on her own.
She sat in the library pretending to read The Golden Compass as she watched everyone who entered her view. She was done out in full pirate regalia today, an open declaration that the HMS Hogwarts was not going to be taken lightly. She wore black leggings with holes torn artfully in them. Over that she wore a crimson pleated skirt and wine red boots that came to mid calf. Her shirt was a simple white poet's shirt with holes torn in the sleeves to show off her black fishnet top on underneath. Over both she wore a crimson corset embroidered with black thread and small black seed beads. She wore sequined black fingerless gloves. Her wine red hair was tied artfully up into a half ponytail that fell to waves of crimson curls with black ribbons and fragments of ebony woven into it. She wore two belts, their sheaths empty for the time being.
"Hi Ginny!"
Ginny broke from her observing to deliver a heartfelt glare on Harry Potter. The hero gulped but held his ground.
"What do you want?" She asked, trying not to drop into a growl. The idiot deserved some credit. Not to mention it wouldn't help her reputation to make a grown man cry.
"Uh... I was just wondering if you were doing anything this weekend."
"Why?"
"Well, it's Hogsmeade and... Uh..."
"Harry, I can't possibly go this weekend."
Harry looked taken aback. "Why not?"
"Because, quite simply, a new force of pirates have emerged and I need to be with my captain when she decides our next course of action."
"Uh..."
"Don't you need to be stupid somewhere else?"
Ginny turned as the new voice entered the conversation. Draco Malfoy stood before her, hands deep in his pockets and his ever present smirk curving his lips.
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Draco was wondering if Ginny knew how delicious she looked done up like a goth pirate. As usual she wore no make up but even so, she looked good enough to eat. From his vantage point he could almost look down through her fishnet top to her the soft swell of her breasts. The corset was doing nothing to hide the luscious assets of hers and Draco felt obligated to give them the proper attention they deserved.
She shifted to face him and her skirt rode up a little higher. While he would have loved to see her with out the tights, they emphasised her long legs wonderfully. He couldn't help but wonder how she would look on the arm of his pirate persona. Well, time would tell. He hoped.
Now don't be thinking Draco was sexist enought to think Ginny wouldn't go down with out a fight. She was a pirate of some renown and he knew she wasn't going to give in easily, if ever. No, he was going to have to fight for her. Which was fine with him, but he needed a game plan. And for now, that plan meant she couldn't know that he was her pirate king. Not yet.
"Malfoy, why don't you shove off," Harry demanded characteristically.
"Perhaps I don't want to."
"Maybe I'll make you."
"Maybe you can't," Draco came back.
"I think I can," Harry said, balling his fists.
Draco caught himself as his hand started to reach for a sword that wasn't there. Three days a pirate and already he was thinking with his sword.
Ginny didn't appear to catch his slip for she rose to face Harry.
"Maybe I don't want him to," She growled at him.
Harry stepped back. "Ginny... you can't mean you like him!"
Ginny sighed, "Don't be an idiot, Harry. I'm just sick of wanting what I can't have and then when I've stopped wanting it, having it come to haunt me every day."
She grabbed her bag and stormed off.
Harry looked a bit shell shocked. "What the hell did all that mean?"
"Maybe it means she finally got sick of pining after you and it was only then that you noticed her." Draco supplied. "Or not. What do I know?"
With a grin, Draco disappeared like a Cheshire Cat.
(A/N: Don't we love Draco? I know I do!
To Robin: Jack will show up more. I love writing for him but I can't quite bring myself to write a PotC fanfic. Someday, maybe. And yes, Draco would kick their asses if they messed with Ginny so that may just happen!